Summoned

[Crayon and red ballpoint pen on reclaimed cardboard with digital embellishments and color.] The room burst into blinding white, but the spectre's eyes weren't physical, so he didn't have to shield them. He watched, pride dripping from his metaphysical fangs, as the green skull slid through the dimensional nexus point and appeared in the human world. Meanwhile, the Blue Demon oversaw the entire proceedings and smiled... ---Richard F. Yates (Holy Fool)